Chapter 75: The River of the Ice Witch and the Princess of Alsace_1

Ivita hopped off the chariot, his footprints scorching the muddy earth beneath him.

He started running towards the stream they had just passed.

As he ran past, the leaves of the trees nearby began to curl, as if they were going to ignite the next moment.

The four apprentice blacksmiths on the carriage behind, seeing their lord suddenly running back, urgently halted the two old horses pulling their carriage, hesitating as to whether they should follow their lord's direction.

The coachman apprentice appeared puzzled. "Why did the Lord run off?"

"Run? How do you talk? The Lord must have had his own business." The three apprentice craftsmen in the carriage immediately criticised him.

The horse-pulling apprentice was a young man a little older than Ivita, dressed in cloth. He covered his mouth, realizing his mistake.

"What do we do now?"

The Demon Hunter Black Wolf in the front carriage shouted at them: "We continue towards Parviga, without waiting for the Lord."